The Grave Itself a Garden Is

 

 

VERSE 1

The grave itself a garden is,

Where loveliest flowers abound;

Since Christ, our never fading Life,

Sprang from that holy ground.

 

VERSE 2

O give us grace to die to sin,

That we, O Lord, may have

So holy, happy rest in Thee,

A Sabbath in the grave.

 

VERSE 3

Thou, Lord, baptized in Thine own blood,

And buried in the grave,

Didst raise Thyself to endless life,

Omnipotent to save.

 

VERSE 4

Baptized into Thy death we died,

And buried were with Thee,

That we might fly with Thee to God,

And ever blest might be.

 

VERSE 5

Lord, through the grave and gate of death

May we, with Thee, arise

To an eternal Easter day

Of glory in the skies!

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